Chapter 6: See…

Without even having to think, Lin Xun knew that he would probably be sleeping on the floor tonight. He wouldn’t be able to hold his soft, smooth wife to sleep…
But…
Sneaking another glance at the curvaceous woman on the bow of the boat, Lin Xun saw that she was no longer playing the zither, but had begun to dance gracefully.

Her long sleeves billowed gently. Her graceful figure traced arcs of moonlight under the night sky. Barefoot, she stepped upon the lake’s surface, the bells on her fair, pinkish ankles jingling with her movements.

Her dew-like toes tapped lightly on the clear lake water, ripples spreading out from beneath their tips. Many men were already swallowing their saliva in secret.

She was like a butterfly under the moonlight, or even more like a seductive demon of the moon. Her enchanting figure made one willing to fall deep into her spell, with no desire to escape.

After a few more glances, Lin Xun was certain he wasn’t mistaken. She was that girl from all those years ago.

Although they had only met once, and eleven years had passed, she had already been a budding beauty at the age of nine, so… the impression was still quite deep…

“You like her dance?”

Lin Xun turned his head to see his wife smiling at him, her eyes narrowed, looking incomparably gentle.

“No! In comparison! I’d much rather watch you dance!” Lin Xun hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. Otherwise, forget not being allowed in bed, Lin Xun felt his blanket would be gone too…

“In your dreams. I’m not going to dance for you,” the young woman huffed, turning her head away.

“Actually, Qing’er, I just happened to remember something just now. I really wasn’t looking at her!”

Lin Xun held his wife’s small, soft, boneless hand, taking the opportunity to quickly coax her.

“I know.” Jiang Qingshang’s eyes curved gently, as intoxicating as a crescent moon.

“Eh?” Lin Xun blinked. Could it be that Qing’er believed him just like that?

“She’s not as pretty as me.” Jiang Qingshang’s lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with a charming and coquettish look, as if causing everything at this Lantern Festival to lose its color.

Lin Xun was stunned for a moment, then he too smiled. “That’s only natural.”

Indeed, the stunningly beautiful Nongqin was certainly curvaceous enough to make all the women in the world wish she would never stand up straight.

But in comparison, his wife’s pure and charming appearance was not inferior in the slightest. Her figure was also excellent, and her proportions were extremely perfect.

“However…” Jiang Qingshang’s soft, delicate fingertip gently stroked her husband’s brow. “You still don’t get a blanket tonight, unless you can make me happy.”

“That’s easy to say.”

Lin Xun grabbed his wife’s hand and weaved through the riverbank. At this moment, the instant the dance on the riverbank ended, as if by agreement, thousands of fireworks were set off simultaneously from all over the city, lighting up the night sky.

The multicolored light of the fireworks sprinkled across the city, falling on the faces of the young woman and him. The entire riverbank was like a blooming garden.

The curvaceous woman on the lake had already returned to the flower boat, which slowly drifted away.

On the bow of the gradually departing boat, Jiang Nongqin raised her head to look at the splendid sky.

“If Young Master could see this, would you like Nongqin’s dance?”

The young woman murmured to herself.

She let out a soft, fragrant breath, as if to calm her complicated mood, her chest heaving violently for a moment.

But just as Nongqin was about to turn and go back into the boat, her figure couldn’t help but freeze.

On the riverbank, a man was holding a young woman’s small hand, jogging through the crowd.

“Sister Nongqin, it’s cold and windy on the bow, please… Sister Nongqin?”

When the handmaiden walked out of the boat, the figure on the bow that haunted one’s dreams was already gone.

Draping herself in a veil and putting on a wide dress to hide her figure, after some effort, Jiang Nongqin finally managed to make her figure less conspicuous.

Following behind the young couple and getting a clear look at their faces, Nongqin couldn’t help but be startled.

The man was very handsome, dashing even. He could even be said to be the most handsome man she had ever seen. He was as elegant as a scholar, yet not the least bit frail, like a scholar-general described in books.

The woman’s face was even more beautiful. Her legs were straight and slender, her waist like a willow, and the proportions of her figure were excellent, especially that pure yet charmingly beautiful face.

Purity and seductiveness should not appear at the same time, yet at this moment, they were perfectly contained within this woman.

She was truly beautiful, the kind of beautiful that would make one’s heart flutter, even if one were a woman.

Looking at their intimate behavior, they should be a young married couple.

They released river lanterns together, guessed lantern riddles together, and tied the red strings of the Old Man Under the Moon for each other.

The couple’s hands were rarely apart, more often their fingers were intertwined.

Although the woman would sometimes raise her small fist and gently tap her husband, it looked so tender, and her pouting expression seemed as if it could melt everything in the world.

“Perhaps, I’m overthinking it. Young Master suffered a heavy blow from the Great Dao, how could he possibly be married?”

Nongqin finally stopped and watched, not following any further.

But…
Watching them gradually move away, Nongqin pressed her hand lightly against her chest…
Why was her heart aching…
At the same time, while the Luo City Lantern Festival bustled through the night, in the outskirts of Luo City, a dozen or so men in strange uniforms gathered and whispered.

“How is it? Is everything ready?”

The man in the lead asked in a low voice.

“Don’t worry, Big Brother! No problem!”

“That’s right, Big Brother! We can handle such a small matter!”

“Very good!”

The man addressed as Big Brother panted heavily, appearing quite excited.

“That Lin Xun has been missing for years! Last year, the Myriad Demons Sect’s Master even entered a death seclusion, and I hear he’s not far from death. The Myriad Demons Sect is not only rife with internal strife now, but it’s also suffering a counterattack from the righteous path! If we can find that demonic sword! Hahaha…”

“Jie jie jie jie jie! As expected of Big Brother. Today’s Luo City Lantern Festival will be the day of Luo City’s blood sacrifice! Once these commoners become nutrients for the Blood Centipede, the demonic sword will be within our grasp!”

“Alright! Enough talk, release the Blood Centipede!”

“Yes, Big Brother!”

The men responded in unison, each standing by a formation array, pouring in crimson blood and chanting an incantation.

The incantation landed! A red light appeared outside Luo City.

In an instant! A giant centipede, a thousand meters long and dozens of meters wide, crawled onto the city walls of Luo City.

Within Luo City, panic immediately ensued!

In her anxiety, Jiang Nongqin quickly ran in the direction of the young couple.

However, whether Nongqin’s heart wanted to protect them, or just him, she could no longer tell.

But just as she took a step, she saw a flying sword flash past like a shooting star. In an instant, before the giant centipede could even crawl into the city, it was already severed into ten thousand pieces.

In the center of the street, the man had already princess-carried his wife. He still had a stick of candied hawthorns in his mouth and was just about to take a step to flee, but he didn’t expect the centipede to be dead in the next moment. His posture was frozen in place.

The young wife reached out, her fair, lotus-root-like arm revealed from under her sleeve. She wrapped it around her husband’s neck, rose slightly in his arms, and took a gentle bite from the candied hawthorns he was holding. Their lips almost touched, the red candy staining her cherry lips.

“See…”

The extremely beautiful woman curved her eyes, looking at her husband with a watery yet playful gaze.

“I told you, I would protect you.”

(End of this chapter)